Monday, November 10, 2008

Oh, yes, it looks like a fabulous golden blast of color. A veritable fall ICON, as it were. But it is evil. EVIL, I tell you.

Well. Maybe not precisely EVIL. But in a few short days, this happens.

And, really, I should wait a couple of weeks and take a picture because the leaves will be piled up like a huge mass of golden coins. And, even though that sounds poetic. It isn't. If they stayed there, I would have no problem. But they don't. They blow. Right across the driveway and up against the door of the garage. In big piles. So when you open the garage, they blow in. They scatter everywhere. Then they are tracked in.

For the next six months.

Tom insists the leaves are no problem because "they blow away". In what universe is he living? Oh, yes. The manverse. In the manverse, you don't even notice the leaves that have been tracked in all over the frakin' house. For the next six months.

Last year, I finally broke down and gathered up big armfuls of leaves and stuffed them in the trash can. I was not about to break out the rake. But I may have to give in this year.

Because those leaves are blowing nowhere but straight into the garage.

we have leave problems too. We rent and the landlord does NO landscaping other than cutting the grass. Thus, years of leaves are all around the bushes. I appear to be the only person on our street who cares about it. I complained and they tore down a tree. That isn't going to fix it. There is another tree 10 feet away. UGH!

I WISH I had a tree like that...I really hate our apartment right now...my husband is so disapointed because he can't "go all out" at Christmas this year like he wanted too. I have an idea....I will come rake your leaves if we can borrow your house for the month of Dec!

I hear ya. I have a silver maple that is about eleventy billion times the size of that tree and isn't even pretty. It drops a ton of leaves and, as an added bonus in the spring, those damned "helicopter" seed pods. I hate that damned tree.